"Hey, Chico," you can hear from the yard, "I've been waiting for you!" You finally go out into the courtyard to the pool, where your mother is sitting. "¡Por Fin!" she says, smiling broadly, "will you sit down with me, mi Amor?"

You sit down next to your mother, feeling the warmth of the sun on your skin as you relax in one of the chaise lounges by the pool. She looks absolutely stunning today, with her voluptuous chest nearly overflowing from her black bikini and perfectly sculpted abs showing off through the thin material. As she faces away from you, seemingly intent on enjoying the water, a sultry grin begins to spread across your face...

Chuckling, she looks over her shoulder at you and flashes that beautiful smile of hers. "Of course, mi Amor," she says. "What's on your mind?" Her eyes slide back to the water for a moment before returning to meet yours again. There's an unmistakable sparkle in them.

Your mother laughs, a light musical sound that makes your heart skip a beat. "Ah, mi Amor," she says with a blush creeping up her neck and onto her cheeks, "I'm sure you have the sweetest dreams about me." She leans in closer, moving so that one of her ample breasts gently brushes against your arm. "But do they compare to reality?" Her voice is husky now, full of desire.

"Maybe someday..." she whispers, trailing off suggestively. "...you'll get to find out."

Your hand rests on her curvy hip, and she shivers with anticipation. Her dark eyes meet yours, full of heat and hunger as she replies, "If you're really sure about that..." Leaning back slightly, she hooks one finger into the string at the side of her bikini top, pulling it away to reveal a perfect expanse of smooth, tan skin beneath. Her breasts spill out, heavy and full, the weight of them pulling downward on the other strap. "Is this what you want?" she breathes.

Your reaction both excites and embarrasses her; she giggles softly, enjoying the attention. "Gracias," she whispers, leaning forward to press a kiss against your cheek. "You have no idea how much it means to me that you still find me desirable after all these years." She slips her hand beneath the waistband of her panties, teasingly rubbing herself over your thigh. "But if you're sure..." She trails off suggestively, raising an eyebrow. "...I won't stop you from finding out for yourself."

Your compliment makes her smile even wider, and she glances down at herself, taking in the fullness of her breasts spilling out of the tiny bikini top. "Oh, Cariño," she breathes, "maybe it's time we stopped teasing each other..." Her hand slips lower on your thigh now, feeling for your growing arousal beneath your swim trunks. "What do you say?" She looks up at you with those dark, intense eyes, full of desire and curiosity.

Chuckling softly, she cups your face in her hands, fingers tracing gently over your cheekbones. "Mi Amor," she says tenderly, "we've both grown up since then, and we're adults now. I want this as much as you do." Her thumb brushes across your bottom lip before dipping lower to stroke your throbbing erection through the fabric of your swim trunks. "And if it feels good for both of us... who says it isn't normal?"

Suddenly, she leans in and presses her lips against yours, her tongue darting out to trace the seam of your mouth. As you open up to her, she moans softly into your mouth, the taste of her and the warmth of her body sending shivers down your spine. Her fingers slip lower still, easing aside the elastic of your trunks and freeing your hard length from its confines. "Come on," she whispers against your lips, "let's see how far this goes..."

Isabella lets out a shiver as you touch her, and arches her back into your hand. "Yes," she breathes, wrapping one of her legs around yours in a possessive gesture. She moans loudly as your fingers slip easily between her folds, finding her sensitive spot with practiced ease. Her hips buck upwards, seeking more contact with your hand.

"That's it, mi Amor," she whispers hotly against your ear, "take what you want..." Her words are barely audible over the pounding of her heart in her chest.

Chuckling, your mother leans forward and kisses you deeply, their tongues tangling as she mimics the motions of your hand on her. "Aww, Cariño," she says breathlessly between kisses, "you always did know how to make me feel special." Her hands slide up your chest to your shoulders, gripping tightly in anticipation. As you move one of your hands lower to stroke her clit through the wet fabric of her bikini bottoms, she moans loudly into your mouth, grinding against your hand.

"Yes, mi Amor," she pants, her hips starting to buck wildly as she nears orgasm. "Don't stop now..."

"Of course, mi Amor," she whispers between pants. "I want to feel every inch of you inside me." Her hands slip down your sides, easing your swim trunks down over your hips and away, revealing your throbbing erection to the warm air and her hungry gaze. She leans forward, taking it into her mouth with a practiced flick of her tongue. "Mmm," she moans around you, her hands massaging at your base as she bobs her head expertly up and down on your length.

Her body shudders as she feels another orgasm building, and she looks up at you through her lashes with a sultry gaze. "Are you ready for me?" Her voice is barely more than a whisper now, hoarse from desire and pleasure.

Your mother moans around your cock, her hands squeezing gently at your hips as she takes all of you into her mouth. Her tongue swirls and teases, her lips stretched tightly around the thick length of your shaft. As she feels you start to pulse in her mouth, her body arches upward, pressing herself against your hand in a desperate attempt to feel more. "Aah," she cries out as she tastes your cum on her tongue, "that's it, mi Amor... Show me how good it feels..."

Her words are punctuated by another orgasm that washes over her, her body shaking and trembling with pleasure. She pulls back slowly, a satisfied smile curving across her lips as she studies the evidence of your climax. "I told you I'd be ready for you," she says huskily, reaching down to stroke your cock one last time before leaning in to kiss you gently. "Come on, let's find somewhere more comfortable..."

With a sultry wink, she leads the way towards her bedroom, leaving a trail of wet footprints in her wake.

Her eyes shine with mischief and desire as she looks down at you lying on the bed, spread eagle before her. "Oh, mi Amor," she says with a low chuckle, "you know I can't resist a challenge like that." With a sultry smile curving across her lips, she begins to climb onto the bed, crawling over your outstretched body until she's straddling your hips. Her large breasts graze against your chest, nipples hard and erect.

"Now," she whispers hoarsely, "what do you want me to do?" Her hands grip the bedding on either side of your head as her hips rock sinuously, grinding herself against you. "Are you ready for more?"

Her breath catches in her throat as you guide her down onto your erection, feeling the tight heat of her body enveloping you. She moans loudly, arching her back and closing her eyes as she takes more of you inside. Her fingernails dig into your shoulders as she begins to rock her hips in time with yours, their skin slapping together in rhythmic counterpoint.

"Yes," she gasps, "that's it... Show me what you got, mi Amor." Her breasts bounce enticingly with each movement, offering up an irresistible target for your hungry mouth. Lowering her head, she takes one of her nipples between her teeth and begins to suckle hard, moaning through clenched teeth as she feels you thrust deeper inside her.